"You wanna see Cindy's pussy take it too huggghhh?"
"Yeah ... yeah .. I want to see that Kam ... I want to see him make her squeal." God, if she squealed like she had when Kam was fucking her, it was going to drive me crazy tonight.
"Oh yeah baby ... yeah ... I wanna see Jim's cock make you squeal too..."
"Oh yeah ... yeah ... I want that ... I want that ...hhugghhhh? ... Kam ..."
"Oh fuck Isabelle ... Imagine Jim's cock in you ... fucking you... Oh fuck..."
"Fucking me ... Like ... like you are now..."
"Yeah ... oh yeah ... fucking you hard..."
"Fucking Cindy ... then me ... taking turns with us?..."
"Yeah ... yeah ... I want to see that ... oh fuck ... Isabelle ... Isabelle ... It's cumming ..."
"Cum in me," I moaned desperately, "I want you to cum in me ..."
"Oh yeah..." Kam grunted, "oh yeah, I'm going too ... I'm going too..."
"Cum in me like you're Jim cumming in my pussy," I moaned.
"GGAAAAAHHHHHHHH UGGHHH UGGHHHH UGHHHH UGHHHHH." Just like that he howled, his cock exploding inside me, great jets of cum erupting deep within me, flooding me. My pussy convulsed on him, I pushed back onto his spurting length, moaning as my body was carried away in another of those marvelous orgasms. His hand in the middle of my back pinned me to the desk as he humped me wildly, his cum still spurting out inside me, his cock throbbing in me as my pussy danced on him, milking him as my orgasm washed through me in golden waves that only slowly faded away.
"Oh fuck Isabelle," Kam groaned, buckling at the knees and collapsing back into his chair, his cock sucking out of me, leaving me empty. "Fuck, that was amazing."
"Oh yeah," I moaned, face down on his desk, his cum trickling wetly down my inner thighs. "Oh yeah, that was." I couldn't move. It was all I could do to lie on the desk, my eyes closed, breathing hard. Now that had been a fuck. I liked it.
It took me a couple more minutes to get my breath back. By then his cum was dripping from my pussy to the carpet in long sticky threads. I didn't care. I was in no hurry to move. I knew Kam would enjoy looking at me like that. But I did have to get back to work so eventually I managed to push myself to my feet, grab a handful of tissues and wipe myself off. Kam laughed. I poked my tongue out at him as I slipped into my panties.
"Good idea,' he said, "you can lick me clean." He gestured.
I looked at him. After a moment I smiled and sank to my knees before him. "Okay," I said meekly. I heard a slight gasp from behind the door as I took his sticky length in my mouth and licked and sucked him. The taste wasn't bad, quite palatable in fact. After I'd cleaned up rather thoroughly, he was still limp so I carefully tucked him away.
"Until tonight" I smiled, giving him a little pat. "See you when I come to pick Cindy up."
"Yeah honey, see you then."
He stood to hug me, I made sure I kissed him, my mouth wide open, sucking his tongue in, giving him a good taste of his semen and my pussy juices. If that bitch Cindy kissed him after I left, she was going to taste me. I liked that thought. Oh yeah, I did! I was already enjoying thinking about how I would tease him some more, keep him on tenterhooks tonight, while all the time not giving him what he wanted!
Yes! Now THIS was fun.
All the way back to my office, I thought about tonight. The possibilities. Oh yes, the possibilities. I'd teach Kam to cheat on me. I'd punish Kam for planning to share me with other men, Without even asking me. With no consideration for whether I was even willing or not.
The bastard.
And all the time I knew, I knew that if I hadn't heard him talking about me to Cindy, I'd probably have ended up giving him exactly what he'd wanted, exactly what he'd planned. He knew me well. Far too well. Better than I knew myself, I realized. Even now, the thought of giving him what he desired from me was exciting me. Tempting me. I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Even if I was REALLY mad with him.
Mad with him or not, I found myself actually excited as I sat down in my cubicle and thought about tonight. About Kam and Jim and Cindy. But what about Fan? I'd asked Fan if she'd like to get together tonight too and I'd forgotten all about that..
Now I was mad AND confused AND upset AND excited AND feeling a little guilty for forgetting Fan. I'd have to call her. Apologize.
"Penny for your thoughts?" David's voice jerked me back to awareness.
"Huh?" David was standing next to my cubicle, looking down at me, his nostrils flaring. I was suddenly acutely aware that I was all sweaty and I wasn't wearing a bra. It was sitting in my handbag on the side of my desk. I hadn't brushed my hair either and my lipstick was probably smeared. God, I was so sure I looked and smelt like I'd been freshly fucked. I could just about feel David's eyes burning into me. Burning into my boobs anyhow. Typical gweilo ham-sup-lo. I glanced down. Oh yes, he was definitely excited. And that bulge was big. As big as Jim's. My eyes widened. I smiled. Ohhhhh yes.
I looked up at him. "Are you doing anything tonight, David?"
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loving it. excellent writing.
Looking forward to Ch 6
Coming soon. Just finishing another couple of stories for the Winter Holidays competition ("A Teddy Bear for Christmas" is already up, "Phuket Xmas Special - Half Price Sale" is coming and "Christmas Stuffing" should follow that). After that its the next chapter of Happy Birthday to Me and the next chapter of Chinese Takeout. And a sequel to "On The Beach" ("After the Barbeque") is half written.more...
Looking forward to Ch 6
I'm a new author and have learned much from your writing. You've got me hooked for Ch 6. Keep writing!!! AmateurBard
To Anonymouse, chief conspiracy theorist
Alas, my little tales don't rate that highly, so Laurel doesn't have to go to all that trouble for me. None of my LW stories are on the first page of the LW Hall of Fame - to get in the top 10 I'd need to get a minimum rating of 4.80 and I'm nowhere near that, even with all Laurel's help (I was joking, just in case you think I'm serious). Anyhow, I don;t take the ratings that seriously. They're nice, but the comments and feedback is far nicer. So thank you for commenting :) ..... and a big hig hug from the "new gook writer". But honestly, how many times do I have to say this. Gook = Korean. I'm half Vietnamese-Chinese, half-Trump supporter. Ooops, I mean, half-Caucasian Kansas-born and bred fascist gun-carrying jayhawker. Not sure what the correct form abuse is for that but it sure isn't "gook." I could use suggestions tho, I'm sure I could work that into a story.more...
To Anonymouse, chief conspiracy theorist
May I presume that "the new gook writer has scores that done even come close to reality" you are referring to is our dear sweet little Chloe? For Shame, Anonymouse!
You rave on at every opportunity about the supposed sweeping out of story scores of 1 and 2 and even 3. You "know for a fact" that there is cheating with the scores.
Apart from the fact that scores for Loving Wives stories are irrelevant, since they don't permit comparison between one type of story and another (as SwingerJoe never tires of pointing out), there is an interesting test case running at present.
Watch EUREKA by bcoleman2017. It was published two weeks ago in LW and its score remains below 2. If Lauren 'sweeps' out the one scores as you claim, it should have risen well above 2.
We shall see.
Luemore...
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